Trapped At Fault (Ezria Fanfic)

Chapter 4

Disclaimer: In this fanfiction Wesley will be three years older than Ezra

"Please eat something," a young voice spoke breaking the unsightly thick tension between the two.
"I don't want to eat, Hardy." Ezra Fitz spat back harshly at the college buddy.
The friend sighed loudly. "Well did you eat last night after I left?"
Silence again.
"Ezra stop looking in the distance and start answering my question!"
"Don't talk to me like that! I'm sick of everyone checking up on me all the damn time." He took a sip of his whiskey that lived on his nightstand taking in the familiar warmth.
"We're just trying..." Interrupted.
"To help me! Well I don't want your fucking help Hardy! You don't know what the fuck I've been through, do you really think your help is going to work? That therapist you gave me? Ella's? Why because they know what I'm going through?"
Ezra used air quotes to emphasise his anger before taking another sip of his now favourite beverage. "Hell no they don't! Especially those woman you try to set me up with don't, they know nothing but the sort!"
"Ezra I-"
"Was just trying to help me, I get it, it's all you keep saying! What I don't understand is why you're trying to make me forget about-" he choked, , it'd been ages since he said her name but she was all he thought about day and night.
"Aria." Hardy said softly.
The blue eyed man caught eyes with something on his bookshelf. "Get out. Just get out, I can't do this anymore!"
Hardy got up from the chair in the kitchen and began to walk through empty pizza boxes to reach his best friend's front door. "OK but please call me if you need anything. You may not like it but I am here for you Ez." He finished his heartwarming speech (although the only heartwarming thing Ezra could feel right now was the alcohol) by closing the door behind him.

Ezra sighed and trudged through the pile of mess he didn't want to clean up. He took face to face with his future, held it in his hands and sobbed. Tears became heavier as he sat on his bed and opened the box. The most beautiful diamond ring anybody would lay eyes on.

~FLASHBACK~

Ezra walked through the hospital door with tears staining his face.
"Hello Grandma, how are you? Sorry that's such a stupid question to upset you." He spoke softly.
"Dear Ezra, come here please, and I'm ok thank you for asking," tears also in her eyes, her grandson sat on the edge of her bed.

After Ezra's parents divorced everything was too much too handle so he was sent to live with his grandparents, along with his older brother, Wesley. Ezra had a special connection with his grandmother and when her husband passed away Ezra had be her rock. Now he was going through the same trauma she had experienced, Wesley went to go to work for their father and Ezra was there to look after his sick grandmother.
"I know it's hard but I've had a wonderful life, and I want you to as well. A young man like you doesn't need a burden like me."
"But-"
"But nothing, here I want you to have this," the elderly woman took off her engagement ring and gave it to her grandson that sat next to her on the bed.
"When your grandfather gave this to me I was ecstatic. You remind me of him everyday, from your handsome looks, to your wonderful personality; and that's why when you find the angel of your dreams I want you to treasure them and never let them go because you two will be so lucky that you've found each other. You will mean the absolute world to one another, so give this beautiful ring to them and create gorgeous and happy memories with them until you both grow old."
Ezra gave a weak smile. Are you- are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything, except when I married your grandfather." Her sweet remark caused the two to chuckle. Unexpectedly, a young nurse walked in declaring that visiting times were over. Ezra got up off the bed slowly, gave his Grandma gigantic hug and walked towards the grey door. He didn't want to leave.
"I love you my dear Ezra."
"I love you too my wonderful Grandma."

That was the last time they saw each other.

~FLASHBACK OVER~

Ezra cried deeper as he saw his reflection in the ring that his grandmother left him, he set it down on his nightstand next to his bottle of whiskey; where he lay on his bed and cried himself to sleep again.

Well it's been months since I updated this fanfic and I can only apologise. My plan was to write it all however I've only written this chapter so far and I really wanted to upload this one noe in hope I would find the motivation to write again. I may write more tomorrow although I am unsure. Hopefully you liked this chapter and also check out my one shot called Drunk In Love if you have the time. Feedback appreciated.
Chelsea :)